Bad Wedding
Part 5's
Dira pov's
Yuck.... Yuck... Huekkk
In the morning, when I woke up, I felt something strange about me,because when I woke up suddenly I felt something was up in his body and I wanted to vomit all my stomach contents.
"Eughhhh, maybe I catch a cold last night because from last night I haven't eaten" I said after cleaning my mouth in the sink.
After I finished cleaning myself, I headed to the kitchen to make food, while I was cooking there was knocking on my door and faisal.
'Who is this early in the morning visiting?' my inner.
I went outside to open the door.
"Dad wait a minute..arr, sorry who are you? Can I help you?" I said curiously, because there was a woman dressed too tight, and it made me wonder, why did she come so early? Does he want to meet Faisal?.
"Oh so you are a woman who has called people's lovers" said the woman who made me confused, what does she mean? I'm someone's lover? Is he faisal's girlfriend?
"Ma.. You mean what?"
"Sad... Pretend you don't know, if you want to know, introduce me Fika Geraldi Her lover faisal, and you already called faisal from me you know it bich?"
Plaques
I reflexively really, because what the woman said was so outrageous, did she never think that what she said made anyone hurt? I know that Faisal never loved me, but....
"LET'S JUST GIVE ME BICH!"
"mom... Sorry I didn't mean it"
"what is this" said Faisal who was beside fika.
"Darling, look at your wife she's already dared to slap me" said spoiled fika.
"What's? He slapped you? You okay, honey?" said faisal while touching fika's soft cheek.
SICK, I really saw my husband making love to the other women in my house, IN FRONT OF MY EYES.
wanted me to cry and slap the woman but I realized my limits.
"Heh bich! How dare you slap the woman I love Hah!"
"Pha.. Faisal sorry ma'am.not so I accidentally faisal really"
Plaques
Assshh faisal's pain slapped me so hard that I felt the corner of my lips bleed, but this wound was nothing compared to the wound in my heart seeing my husband slap me for another woman's sake.
"That's a reply because you dared to hurt my woman"
"Let's go, we'll be late"
"Daaahh bich"
I could only cry and cry in the morning, I decided not to go to the office first and intended to rest because I felt my body was very weak.
I got up and took out a P3K box to treat the wound on the corner of my lip.
Drtts... Drrtt...
While I was treating my wounds my phone rang and I saw someone call me.
081256XXXXXX is calling
who's? Was faisal? Ah that's impossible.
I picked up the phone too.
"Hello... Assalamualaikum, sorry who's this?"
"Waalaikum hail, hahahaha did you forget me? We just met yesterday"
Meet up? Even I didn't meet anyone yesterday except the office employee and....
"Bagas? Is this you?"
"Hahaha, you finally remember yourself, you're the way you were when you just gave me your phone number yesterday"
considering yesterday my guilt resurfaced, has Bagas forgiven me? If it's really good, I'm happy too.
"Hehehehe sorry I forgot" said me in a hoarse voice because I cried.
"Dira... You cried? Hey why is your voice crying?" ask the bagas that make me confused answer me.
"not good, I'm not papa, my voice is hoarse because I just woke up hehehe"
"really? You're a kebo hahahah"
"That's how you bummer"
"Hahaha I'm just kidding myself"
"Isshhh you're in.. Huek huek" my speech was cut because I felt nauseous again.
"The heat? You why? Are you okay?"
"Not like huek... I just catch a cold, I hang up the phone well assalamualaikum"
"waalaikum....."
The gas speech was interrupted because I turned off the phone unilaterally and ran to the bathroom because I felt nauseous, after cleaning myself I intended to go to the hospital.
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